You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 190 I Am Your Foot And You Are My Hand

John was a little angry. "Is it funny?"

He stared at Adrian with sharp eyes. Adrian shook his hand and said, "No, no. It's not funny at all."

He had never offended anyone. How dare he offend Mr. John?

Adrian asked cautiously, "So last night, sister-in-law..."

"Not last night." Every night from one to half past eleven, the alarm clock would ring on time. He knew that the little girl would remind him to go to bed.

John had a regular lifestyle, so he would be reminded by his biological clock. He felt a little more relieved when Nina became his biological clock every day.

So he just let her do it every night.

Since then, he would not bully the little girl at night.

Adrian smiled meaningfully, "Your hobby is really..."

"What?" With another cold and stern look from John, Adrian immediately shut up.

Seeing that Mr. John was still frowning, Adrian had to risk his life to advise him, "Mr. John, why don't you ask my sister-in-law and see if she was not, not...... Satisfied? "

Adrian said the last few words under great pressure. The cold eyes scared him to be a stutterer.

The more dangerous a person was, the more potential he would have. Adrian came up with an idea and a reasonable explanation, "I know, Mr. John, I know. This must be the wrong time you picked. Sister-in-law was a little girl. She must be shy in the daylight. "

John nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Whoosh...... Adrian breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them came out of the study. Nina was sitting on the sofa and watching TV. James fawningly pinched her shoulders and thumped her back, and said with a smile, "Aunt Nina, please help me later. Tomorrow is the deadline. You must help Emma."

"Where did you learn the massage manipulation?" Nina felt quite relaxed. She had been sitting or lying for the past two days, and she hadn't exercised well.

Of course, James specially learned this skill from professional massage worker, which was specially used to please Uncle John and get some money.

James said with a smile, "I'm smart. I can grasp this skill after watching it."

"Oh, I thought you learned it to please John." Nina was still able to basically judge this skilled technique. Within one or two years, it wouldn't be able to reach this level.

"How is that possible? I'm a smart man. I'll learn it after being massaged by others. " Anyway, Uncle John hadn't come out yet, and his bragging wouldn't be exposed.

"You are so smart. Why are you the last one in your grade during the school time?" A cold voice came from John.

Feeling a chill down his spine, James turned his head mechanically and said, "Uncle John, you, you and Mr. Adrian have finished your work."

Why didn't Uncle John make any sound when he walked?

It was not easy for James to praise himself in front of his Aunt Nina. He thought that Aunt Nina would mention his merits more when she chatted with Emma. How could his Uncle John talk about the past?

"Uncle John..." James grinned and shown his white teeth with tension.

John stood beside him, indicating him to stand aside and not too close to his wife.

James swallowed. Last time, a rumor made him a poor beggar. He couldn't forget that lesson.

James was so scared that he leaned against Adrian and kept away from Aunt Nina.

Hearing the familiar voice and smelling the familiar smell, Nina turned around, put her hands on the edge of the sofa, raised her head and asked, "Have you finished talking?"

"Yes." John looked away, afraid that Nina would ask him what they were talking about.

Nina was not interested in their chatting records. She glanced at the direction of the kitchen and said, "Helen had gone out to get something for me. Can you help me get some fruit from the kitchen? Helen has already cut the fruit and set the dishes. You can just take them out. "

John subconsciously moved towards the kitchen. Thinking that there were still two people beside him, he didn't move.

He had always been dignified in front of others. How could he do anything to serve his wife.

However, they had personally witnessed the scene that Mr. John was obedient.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't move, Nina noticed that John cared about his dignity. She lowered her eyes for a moment and smiled gently. "Please help me take it. If you are injured, I will take care of you myself and obey your order."

Now, she shown him enough respect.

With a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, John reluctantly agreed.

John turned into the kitchen. There was indeed a plate of cut fruit next to the chopping block. When John reached out to take it, his attention suddenly attracted by an apple and a fruit knife on the chopping block. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

What did the little girl say just now?

If he got hurt, he could order her.

All of a sudden, John picked up the fruit knife and seriously cut the rest of the apple. Taking a lesson from his injured leg last time, he deliberately slid his hand and hurt the index finger of his right hand. The wound, about one centimeter long, was bleeding.

This time, he was not pretending.

With a fruit plate in his left hand, John calmly walked up to Nina, regardless of the injury on his right index finger.

He stood on the side of the table in front of Nina, which was the easiest position for Nina to notice his wound.

"John, why is your finger bleeding?" As expected, when Nina saw it, she was so nervous that she wanted to stand up. But she lost her balance and fell forward.

"Watch out!" John was shocked. He crossed the table and firmly caught Nina. He held Nina and fell down on the sofa. A hint of worry flashed through his eyes. "Is your foot okay?"

"Show me your hand." Nina didn't care about the wound on her foot at all. She grabbed John's right hand and saw that blood had already flowed across her palm.

She just asked him to get a fruit plate. Why did he hurt his hand.

Useless man!

Mr. Adrian and James were stunned when they saw the two showing off their love.

Nina said anxiously, "James, what are you thinking about? Go and get the medicine box."

"I'll be back soon." James was an obedient child.

Adrian stood there, looking at the mischievous smile on Mr. John's face, and immediately guessed the truth.

Mr. John actually used such a small trick that he didn't even like. He used to think that this small trick was not presentable, but now he used it quite skillfully.

"I'm coming." James put the medicine box on the table and found a band aid for Nina.

When Nina took it over, she put it on his finger, exhaled gently and asked, "What's wrong with you? Does it hurt? "

"I injured by accident." Thinking of what Kristina had done in the hospital, John continued, "It hurts. I don't think I can take chopsticks or touch water in the next week. You have to take care of me."

With a ball of cotton in his hand, James was pouring alcohol up to wipe the blood off for Uncle John.

He heard Uncle John's shameless words.

Was it just a small cut? Was it as miserable as John said?

Plop! Plop! Plop The alcohol kept pouring on the ground.

Adrian was dumbfounded.

He had no choice but to take out the bottle of alcohol from James hand, and handed the cotton stained with alcohol to Nina. "Sister in law, wipe the blood on Mr. John's hand."

Then he grabbed the collar of James and pulled him up.

"Mr. Adrian, why are you pulling me? I have to help Uncle John and Aunt Nina... "

"Don't make trouble here. John is Nina's feet, and Nina is John's hands. They are very healthy."

When Adrian's voice reached the ears of John, John raised his eyebrows slightly. It was a good idea.

"Little girl, recently, I'm your feet and you're my hands. Wherever you go, I'll take you with me. Whatever I want to do with my hands, you have to do it for me, understand?" John sat straight, with his chest against the woman's back. He quietly stared at Nina who helped him clean up the blood in his hand.

The little girl looked serious and worried. John's heart beat a few times fiercely.

He liked her even more.